Chapter 4

But what could he say?

I’m questioning my sexuality and think you’re really cute? Can I get you alone for a few hours?

Outside, Xavier leaned up against the brick wall and lit up a cigarette. His aunt didn’t allow him to smoke inside the apartment, so he indulged at work whenever he could. For a few seconds, he was lost in his thoughts, blowing smoke into the hot July air.

When he spotted the blond tech jiggling a key into the door of a beat-up green Mazda that appeared to be on its last mile, Xavier called out to the guy without a moment’s hesitation. “Nice wheels,” he said, shading his eyes from the late afternoon sun. Had to talk to this guy before he left for good or he’d regret it.

The blond paused by the driver’s door and looked over his shoulder. “Are you talking to me?” he asked, obviously surprised.

“Uh, no, I’m talking to the other guy driving a puke green Mazda.”